This song is a Mumford and Sons song. I am 100 percent convinced it was written just for us. I’ll be happy to share it with you though. ☺️❤️
“Let your hope keep you joyful, be patient in your troubles, and pray at all times.” Romans 12:12 GNB
My husband (Steve) looked so tired at breakfast this morning. We try to keep somewhat of a schedule in our home, sleep time included. But this morning, he looked like an extra few hours would do him a world of good. It wasn’t just a physical tired with baggy eyes and pale skin. It was a deeper kind of tired. A soul tired.
So much is expected of him. He’s the breadwinner in our home while I help care for my elderly and sick father a state away. He balances so much on his weary shoulders, and he balances it all with a grace unlike any I’ve seen before. Granted, I take care of the home while I’m not working full-time, but much of what he balances can’t be checked off a list at the end of the day.
Steve juggles the needs of employees who call him at various hours of the day. He helps me with the perils of homeownership like a faulty power switch or a failing appliance. He notices my gas tank is near empty and he fills it up, also surprising me with my favorite soda. He loves couple time with me and surprises me with concert tickets on a random Tuesday afternoon. He makes our personal projects a priority. He’s planned in exquisite detail how our basement should be finished.
He does many selfless and thoughtful things for his son. My stepson is juggling the balance between adulthood and leaving the teen years. He’s doing pretty darn good working and growing up in this jungle of a world, but he still needs guidance. Steve makes breakfast for him in the morning, asks him about his work day with sincere interest (usually after working a full day of his own) and he spends lots of time throughout the week talking with him and teaching him much about finances, car maintenance and repair, what tie matches what shirt, etc. etc.
Steve makes it all look so easy, but some days it’s not.
He balances my emotional see-saw of knowing my father is dying. Some days I’m ok, some days I cry a lot. He is quick to offer guidance and help when our son needs new tires for his truck or needs deeper insight like which retirement plan would be best suited for him. He responds with civility when his ex sends a terse text asking for money. He is a Christian confidant to many in our family and friend circle. When called upon he will give of his evening to counsel someone in need. Sometimes all of this happens in the same day, and he handles it all with a positive, Godly attitude.
Have you looked at your husband today, I mean really looked at him? Have you looked in his eyes and told him how much you appreciate all he balances and gives of himself? In a world that wants to get rid of the word “man” from the dictionary, in a world that devalues Fathers Rights, in a world that wants to vilify a gender, it’s no wonder our good men and husbands of the world feel beat down.
Now, I know that there are exceptions to everything. I know many strong women. I know amazing, self-sacrificing single mothers. I know so many wonderful people of all ages. But for this moment I want to say…
Thank you, my incredible and remarkable husband.
Moment of Prayer:
“Lord, thank you for the gift of such a wonderful husband and father! I ask for you to fill his heart with hope, joy, and peace today. He means so much to our family. Please bless his life in continuous ways. May he feel your presence today in everything he does. I am so grateful for him.”
Thank you for taking the time to read my blog! I don’t take your attention for granted. This is a work in progress and I hope to share something with you every day. I am not a psychologist or a counselor. I am, however, very passionate about helping other stepparents with prayer, inspiration, and hope. I care about you! I have added a prayer request section. Please feel free to ask for prayer! YOU ARE NOT ALONE! I hope to be resourceful to your stepparent journey. God Bless You!